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My Cathedral - Chris Rice
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My Cathedral Chris Rice

My Cathedral - Chris Rice
Sweetest days of childhood
Playing in the deep woods
Stomping through the creek
And feeling oh-so-much alive

We're camping in the forest
We join the cricket chorus
Hum our songs of gratitude
Around a crackling fire

Out here in the stillness
I found my house of worship
With column trees and canopy of stars
Here in my cathedral

It was beneath the blue skies
I ran down to be baptized
I felt the river wash me clean
And dried beneath the sun

To this day believing
I'm wide awake or dreaming
Scan the ancient sky
And understand where I belong

Cause out here in the stillness
I find my house of worship
With column trees and canopy of stars
Here in my cathedral
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